Eivør Pálsdóttir - Bridges

some bridges are made of marble
you follow traces laid out for you
some bridges are leaps of faith
you have to find your own way across the water
into your lover´s arms
where nothing will do you no harm
bridges from the heart
never keep us apart
when bridges burn to ashes
there is no easy way out of the smoke
up on a tightrope you never look down
you have to walk the line on your own
nothing to hold on to
no one will carry you
when you’re in the wilderness
when you’re lost in the wilderness
into your lover´s arms
nothing will do you no harm
bridges from the heart
never keep us apart
into your lover´s arms
nothing will do you no harm
you’re safe and you´re warm
when you’re in your lover´s arms